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three — internet famous.
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the next day, y/n found she couldn't speak.
when midoriya handed her some kind of tea mix to soothe and heal the pain, he settled himself in her bed beside her with a smile, "so... how was your first concert?"
immediately, y/n's lips pulled into a grin- one she couldn't fight. she laughed hoarsely, "jirou told me she loved me," she rasped. "i know it's nothing special, she said it 'cause im a fan. but... i have bragging rights. it was the best thing i've ever experienced. i didn't get any of it on video..."
"oh, no worries!" midoriya said with a small cheer. "me and shou were filming the entire thing! we got it! i'll send the video to you later. post it, get famous, and have people be jealous of you." he shrugged, pulling out his phone.
y/n groaned in relief, "god izuku, i love you so much." she fell back onto her bed. "i'm so glad we're on break... i just want to keep going to her concerts- i mean- their. their concerts. screaming in japan's."
midoriya laughed, "yeah okay," he said, turning off his phone. y/n's buzzed softly, letting her know he sent the video. midoriya sat up from the girl's bed,
